Singing From The Heart

While having lunch, I told Richard and Ricsson about my dreams. As usual, Richard said that I am too free. "Free people always dream." -- His belief. They are not interested in my dream. So I told them, I pour out my dreams here, on the internet. This is where I can share with people who are interested, and I must 'pour it out'... I have too much in my heart...

Today I dreamed of another dream which seemed so real, but ultimately it was only a dream.....

This dream involves my big brother, Richard, my old friend, TMH(Meng Huay -- girl) and Singapore Celebrity(artiste) Pang Ling Ling. It was a another strange dream which involves my handphone, my Nokia handphone, and my pouch.



It was exactly this pouch I placed on a desk. This desk seemed like to be in a classroom. I had forgotten most of the details, but the main point is I left this pouch on the desk. Inside my pouch was my handphone, Nokia handphone, the one exactly I had and appeared the same in the dream. There was also my Bonia purse in the pouch, with all the Identification card etc... Thinking it was safe, I left my pouch on the desk....

Little did I know that when I returned later with my friend TMH, I was shocked when I took a second look on the desk. My pouch was gone. On the floor, my bag was being opened too. It was Pang Ling Ling -- in the dream she was my enemy (don't know why, seemed to have a quarrel, don't know about what...)

I quickly reported Police. As I was talking on the phone, some people interrupted me. Later I saw from behind my desk, someone, a guy, asked about what happened, and he was the one who told me "Pang Ling Ling" showed him my handphone. Then after that, he did not know what happened...

There were some books on this person's table. Meng Huay's desk was behind this boy. We did not know his name. So I looked at his book. The first book did not write his name, it belonged to someone else. The next book was green, the type of exercise book Popular was selling. It was written,"Venus Dryken"....

Next in my dream was my big brother. I seemed to be walking to him, or he seemed to be waiting for me at some place. I told him how sad I was, that my purse was lost. I was supposed to attend a concert, to sing a song. It was a Chinese song. I had not even rehearse or learned it. I did not even know how to read the Chinese words. What was the song I cannot remember, but there were a few lines where I could not read at all. I lost even the lyrics!

I told Richard about it, and he seemed want to help me, but I cannot remember the details now...

Next part of the dream was at a bus stop. I was walking towards the bus-stop. At the bus stop, I saw Joy squatting down, talking to someone. She did not see me, nor did I call her.....